The day passed easily.

Zhou Qingfeng was obviously going to the elven ruins, who knew that he ran into the nest of acidophilic ants after passing through the bloodflow canyon. This vast underground country has dug large holes in the ground two or three kilometers outside the canyon to build a three-dimensional urban structure.

This is obviously a quiet but peaceful race, but now it is facing the danger of extinction. A curse called the 'Rot' haunts the ant tribe and eats away at the life of the colony.

The acidophiles built several separate rooms for the outside 'guests', the largest of which was given to the 'Plague Priest' Justten and his apprentice.

Although she is only weak, Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, is quite a difficult fellow. It has always been rejected by the gods, and even bad species like Ciric despise it, and feel that the poison and disease it has engaged in are not in the stream.

The twisted psychology led Talona to double the injustice and suffering she had suffered to the devotees of other gods. Whoever dares to provoke it, it will retaliate with the plague. As a master of spreading the plague, everyone's expectations fall on Justen's 'professional' staff.

In the large room made of acidophilus, fluorescent moss fills the ceiling and walls, and the faint cold light provides barely enough lighting. The room is laid out with several earthen platforms, which serve as a simple research place.

Justten was dissecting several acidophilic ant carcasses, with his companions and apprentices helping. Zhou Qingfeng and other unrelated people stood at the door and watched the excitement - in terms of technique, he felt that these people did not look like they were engaged in medical research......

It's like killing pigs in the countryside and digging out their intestines to prepare for sacrifices.

Actually, that's exactly what Justen did. He cut open the dead acidophilus, pulled out the internal glands one by one, lit some incense or something, and began to kneel down and pray to the 'Mother of Plagues', asking the gods for their cues.

If you don't get a reply once, it must be that the ritual process is not done right, or the heart is not pure enough and not pious enough, so you do it again.

What's the difference between this and the dancing god?

When Justten was about to declare the third jump a failure, and thought that it was probably bad luck today, the goddess Talona was too busy to respond.

Uncle Zhou could only shake his head. He scolded Shirek in his mind: "You gods are all virtuous, and they are not reliable at critical moments. It's really useless. ”

Cirek didn't dare to let go of his fart. It knows that as long as it speaks, it will definitely be sarcastic by the teenager who will be worse than death - Uncle Zhou's mouth scolds people without dirty words.

Uncle Zhou had no choice but to go next door, and the necromancer was also busy. The 'Dementors' didn't engage in disgusting dramas such as dissection, trying to make a breakthrough from the perspective of the soul. But he was still sad for a long time, and he couldn't figure out how to deal with the plague that was spreading rapidly.

"I just hope that this plague doesn't infect people, and that I will look better when I die." Zhou Qingfeng sighed for a long time, and happened to meet the 'Swift Shadow' wandering around. He pulled the dead horse aside and asked, "Do you have a solution?" ”

"Nope."

"But why do I think you're so happy?"

"Master, you don't know. This acidophilus ant has been crawling around outside the bloodflow canyon for decades, scavenging a lot of good things. I found a Berserker's backbone and thought it was a huge gain, only to find it back and say they had a complete nightmare skeleton.

The queen said that if we could cure the plague that plagued them, give me the skeleton of the nightmare. Anyway, it's useless for them to ask for those demonic remains. It's a nightmare skeleton, and it can fly. Eh, ......, master, where are you going? ”

"Go away....... I'm ashamed to have such a stupid mount as you. You're still laughing, and you're really not aware of any worries, and daydreaming is pretty powerful. ”

Uncle Zhou was angry, so he could only complain to Sophia: "What time is it?" ”

"It's seven and five in the morning." Sophia replied, "Brother, you only asked the time three minutes ago. ”

"This underground world is isolated from the inside and outside, and my biological clock is disordered, and my mood is irritable. Do you think I can not go crazy? How many adventurers can be contacted by the information network within a communication range of 10 kilometers? ”

"We've moved away from Harmony Village and deep into the vicinity of the elven ruins. There are about 100 adventurers in the surrounding area, but they basically can't help much. ”

After driving away the 'Swift Shadow', Zhou Qingfeng could only go to find Healy. The elven girl stayed in her own room and did not come out all day. He shouted at the door, only to see Healy sitting on the edge of the humble bed, clutching a longbow in her hand.

The bow was snatched by Zhou Qingfeng from a bone archer when he fled from Ivan II. At that time, he felt that the bow arm of this bow was covered with patterns, and the style was unique, and it should not be an ordinary product, so he snatched it and gave it to Healy.

"How's this bow? It should be good. ”

"This bow is Uncle Drew's."

"Who is Drew?"

"It's the skeletal archer you stabbed through the skull with your sword."

Yes......?

Healy gestured to the side of the bed. When snatching the bow, it also ripped off the bones of the archer's hand. Now the bones of the hand are still there, and they are lying on the ground. "More than fifty years ago, Uncle Drew went to war with my father, fighting the devil hard, and would rather die than retreat.

I can't imagine that he will turn into a ghost after death. That skeleton archer was less than one-tenth the strength of Uncle Drew back then, otherwise the two of us would have died a long time ago. However, the bow was preserved. ”

Healy reached out and plucked the bowstring, and a light vibrating sound rang out in the room, "It's called 'Spread Wings', a magic bow, it's Uncle Drew's treasure." Shooting arrows with it comes with lightning damage, and it's also very easy to shoot ballball arrows, and the arrow speed is extremely fast. ”

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the hand bone on the ground, and then looked at the 'winged' bow. Obviously, I got a good weapon, but the story is very sad to listen to.

Healy looked at the boy in a daze, put away the longbow and asked, "Is my father's 'divine power' any good?" ”

"Works." Zhou Qingfeng carried the sword with him, "It's too sharp, and it can double the power of the psionic blade." Also, its attribute of indiscriminately suppressing opponents is very special, and it is really easy to use.

And your ring. Who said it was too weak? I think it's easy to use. The wind wall can still immobilize the enemy, and there is nothing more perfect than it. By the way, what's the name of its activation password? ”

"Master, are you trying to make me happy?" Healy chuckled, "Its password is the Elven word for 'get out.'" The elf girl specially taught Zhou Qingfeng this sentence, "I deliberately played a prank and gave it to my father." But my father liked it very much. ”

When it comes to the past, the girl's mood will immediately become depressed. Zhou Qingfeng squatted down and hugged Healey's shoulders, looked into the other party's eyes, and whispered, "I like it too." When you shout like this when you fight with someone, it's very exciting. ”

After speaking, Zhou Qingfeng put on the wind wall ring and shouted the command 'Get out' in elven language.

The wall of the storm burst out, creating an explosion in a small room. Fortunately, there were no furnishings in the house, but the concussive air currents blew Zhou Qingfeng's hair like a grass nest, and made Xili laugh even more.

The master and servant snuggled up to each other and relied on each other. In this cold and lonely underground space, it is a little warm.

But the dead horse suddenly poked out of the door and said sneakily: "Master, another group of adventurers has been caught by those ants. ”

Zhou Qingfeng tilted his head and glared, "Dead horse, can't you come to report later?" ”

The dead horse also glared, "Master, you are so unscrupulous that you don't even let go of the golem?" But the question is, how are you going to play? ”

Zhou Qingfeng was stunned, "Dead horse, don't go." I'm going to have to clean you up today! ”

'Shadow' turned around and ran.